Outside the housing area in the south of the city.
The temporary tent set up by the Ningchuan branch was filled with smoke, and all the leaders of the branch were present, discussing a map of the housing area.
"How long has the contact been broken?" Fatty Huo was smoking a cigarette, his brows were tightly furrowed, making him look constipated, and his speech was muffled, "Has the liaison officer repaired the signal yet?"
"It's not a signal problem." Zhao Song seemed a little cold, wearing a heavy coat, rubbing his nose constantly, his eyes were full of bloodshot eyes from staying up all night, "The room area directly uses what we can use The signals are all blocked, and we have no way to contact them at present, if we wait... see if the headquarters can help us, help us build a temporary signal platform again, and adjust the signal band again, maybe it will work. "
Song Jueming sat on a chair in the corner away from the crowd, his unshaven face looked more and more decadent, his feet were full of leftover cigarette butts, and when he talked to Fatty Huo and the others, his voice was hoarse and embarrassing.
"I've contacted the seniors at the headquarters before, and they haven't encountered this kind of situation before, so they can't give us any advice." Song Jueming said, lighting another cigarette stiffly, and then picked up the Red Bull beside him to drink. With a breath of refreshment, "The headquarters has also begun to re-evaluate the level of this case. I guess... Ningchuan is about to have its first special case."
Hearing this, everyone's faces turned ugly, especially Fatty Huo. As the director of the Ningchuan City Branch, he naturally knew what the appearance of a special case meant to Ningchuan.
If the case is not effectively controlled this time, Ningchuan will usher in a disaster that no one wants to see, and in order to avoid this situation, the headquarters will definitely take special measures at the last moment, even if this method will affect This is the only way to cause a certain impact near the place where the crime occurred... Just like the No. 9 case that happened in the Bayingoleng area of Xinjiang a year ago. Can choose coverage bombing, and launched a special 293 cloud bomb code-named "Zhong Kui" at the center of the crime scene.
Fatty Huo is very clear that the explosive equivalent of heavy-duty thermal weapons is linked to the scope of influence of the different case. If this case cannot be resolved by manpower in the end, it can only rely on thermal force. If cover bombing still doesn't work, then...
"Damn it, we just came across such a troublesome case when we started working, God is trying to play us..." Fatty Huo frowned, with a hint of helplessness in his gloomy expression, "If this case If we can’t solve it, the leaders at the headquarters must hang us up and beat us.”
"No." Zhao Song picked up a cup of hot tea and took a sip unhurriedly. "At least the leader of our logistics department won't blame me. Some cases can't be solved casually by manpower. It's our fault."
At this time, Tu Sen, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke.
"They've been in for fifteen minutes, and there's no news yet... nothing will happen, right?"
Hearing Tu Sen's words, everyone glanced at him in unison.
"What's wrong?" Tu Sen frowned, expressing some dissatisfaction with the eyes of everyone, "I have blotches on my face? Why are you staring at me?"
"No." Song Jueming's hoarse laughter was a bit harsh, "It's just a little uncomfortable."
"Unsuitable?" Tu Sen was taken aback.
Zhao Song put down his teacup and explained to Song Jueming: "I feel like you are usually like a lump of iron. I never saw you caring about people in other departments when handling the case. Is this the first time?"
"Get out!" Tu Sen scolded angrily, "They and I are not class enemies, so is it wrong to care about them?"
As soon as the words fell, Tu Sen glanced at Fatty Huo again. He knew that among the group of people, only Fatty Huo knew Chen Xian best. For the person who became the chief of the detection department at a young age... Tu Sen had a little distrust, Even though the first impression Chen Xian left on him was not bad, Tu Sen still didn't trust him very much deep in his heart. After all, the idea that he can't do things well without a hair on his lips is deeply rooted, and Tu Sen can't escape it.
"Do you think he can come back?" Tu Sen asked worriedly, "If it doesn't work, I'll bring someone in to pick him up, lest we have to collect his body if this kid falls inside."
Fatty Huo snorted, and stared at Tu Sen angrily: "When will you stop being so sad, you bastard?!"
"You're swearing!" Tu Sen glared, "I'll report you later!"
"What the hell am I..."
Fatty Huo was so angry that he went crazy: "I'm your leader! What's wrong with scolding you?"
"Leaders also have to talk about human rights, you can't just insult people casually..." Tu Sen smacked his lips, then looked at Song Jueming who was hiding in the corner and laughed, and turned his lips, "I'll beat you if you laugh at me again, believe it or not ?”
Song Jueming: "?"
"Let's not talk about that, Xiao Chen and the others will definitely come back, don't worry about it." Fatty Huo pulled over the ashtray that was converted from a tin can, and shook the ash in it, "If he is not sure, he must be alone If you go in, you will definitely not bring Xiao Lu with you."
"I've seen his file." Tu Sen said calmly, and it was rare to chat with Fatty Huo in a friendly voice, "He has never handled a special case, you should know the difference between a high-level case and a special case , One of them is dangerous in the sky and the other is underground, are you sure he can handle it?"
"Come back if you can't figure it out." Fatty Huo shrugged, and slowly looked away, speaking in a broken tone, "If it doesn't work, let's apply for support from the headquarters. The housing area was flattened, as the saying goes, the nuclear peace of the world is a peaceful time... Hey old Tu, why are you looking at me like that? Your eyes are a little unfriendly!"
"Isn't it okay to make such a decision from the beginning?" Tu Sen said cursingly, "Must the surname Chen bring the bastard surnamed Lu to die?"
Before Fatty Huo opened his mouth, Zhao Song had already given him the answer.
"You have to give him a chance, how will you know the result if you don't try?" Zhao Song looked at the map of the housing area on the table and said to Tu Sen without raising his head, "And I'm also a little curious... I want to know Xiao Chen Can it be done... If it is done, our sub-bureau will show its face in the country."
"Your face is more important than your life?" Tu Sen asked back.
"Xiao Chen is not a child. He has grown up and has been a senior temporary worker for several years. He has encountered as many troubles as you can imagine. You should believe him." Zhao Song smiled, and it didn't look so Nervous, it seems that he has great confidence in Chen Xian, "Even if he can't figure it out, he will definitely have a way to get out, besides... In Fatty Huo's detection department, Xiao Chen is a veritable myth."
Hearing what Zhao Song said, everyone present couldn't help but nodded secretly. The code name "Alien Eater" was not generally resounding in the Bureau of Secrets. Although his status was only a high-level temporary worker, most people inside the Here, he is no worse than those special employees.
Although the special-level employees of the Bureau of Secrets are powerful, they sometimes stumble when they have traveled too much. After so many years of working in the industry, they have suffered some failures, and they have been overwhelmed by certain tasks. But what about Chen Xian
He never fails.
"A senior employee who is invincible in all battles, it is only a matter of time before he is promoted to a special employee." Zhao Song said, thinking far ahead than many people present, and almost thought of going with Fatty Huo, "This time the case is Opportunities are also challenges, and it depends on whether he has the ability to seize this opportunity and become famous."
Song Jueming smiled with a cigarette in his mouth, a trace of anticipation flashed across his decadent face, and the heavy and gloomy expression before was also a little less.
"If he can solve this case...can help those comrades in our department get revenge...I must thank him..." Song Jueming murmured, "But I'm afraid this case will be a bit difficult."
As he said that, Song Jueming glanced at Fatty Huo and asked curiously.
"Director, you have nails growing under your buttocks? What are you doing twisting and turning?"
"Fuck! It seems that something happened!"
When Fatty Huo said this, he couldn't help standing up, his bull's eyes were wide open, his bloated face was full of panic, he was looking for something in a hurry.
"What happened?" Tu Sen hurriedly got up and asked nervously, "What are you looking for?"
"Have you seen Xiao Chen's date? Just that silly little girl! Just now she was sitting there with my mobile phone watching cartoons..." Fatty Huo asked profusely, "Which one of you saw her?" Where did you go?"
Zhao Song turned his face to look at the corner of the tent, his expression was also very puzzled: "I saw her sitting here just now, did she go out?"
"Going out." Song Jueming said abruptly, as if he couldn't understand why Fatty Huo was so nervous, he scratched his stubble-covered chin, "There's so much smoke here, it's normal for her to go out to get some fresh air, right?"
"Normal fart!" Fatty Huo scolded angrily, "That little girl's brain is not working well, I'm afraid that she will sneak up to find Chen Xian... You don't sit around so fucking, go out and help find her." !"
"Didn't you see her go out?" Zhao Song looked at Song Jueming and asked, "Did she say anything to you before going out?"
Song Jueming frowned, his face full of memories, and he said while recalling: "She didn't say anything before she went out, but she just took all the dozen bags of snacks in Director Huo's bag."
Fatty Huo: "..."
"Oh, by the way, she didn't take the snacks you opened, they were all unopened, and she didn't even leave you the compressed biscuits distributed by the department, so it was clean."
Fatty Huo: "..."
Song Jueming blinked his eyes: "Anything else?"
Fatty Huo shook his head, indicating that he had nothing to ask, then turned around and patted Tu Sen on the shoulder.
"You beat him up, I won't stop you."